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it is dripping into syrup again, a bird with no wings and no voice with which to cry it has only talons to bend bone but there are none so syrup sticks to feathers and syrup drowns and a bird is drunken it bears only a coat of fledgeling's down and wants to be nothing it wants to be nothing
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Jan 4, 2017
Jan 4, 2017 at 2:26 AM UTC
birdsong melancholy
it is dripping into syrup again, a bird with no wings and no voice with which to cry it has only talons to bend bone but there are none so syrup sticks to feathers and syrup drowns and a bird is drunken it bears only a coat of fledgeling's down and wants to be nothing it wants to be nothing
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Jan 4, 2017
Jan 4, 2017 at 2:26 AM UTC
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